dreamless—dreamer:

Almost like a spell was lifted, Kurt quickly pulled himself out of Jesse’s arms, and crossed his arms over his body. His face was flushing a bright red from embarrassment and he was trying not to allow himself to giggle.

Giggling wouldn’t be the best thing for him to do. After all, he just had a worst nightmare ever and at this point, he felt like the hug shouldn’t have happened. So, why giggle when hugging Jesse made him feel a little bit too dirty? He shook his head as he tried to  get rid of the feeling that made him want to kiss Jesse in their moment after he moved slightly away from him. But he couldn’t do that since Jesse was in a relationship with his cousin; and most importantly, Jesse wasn’t gay. Or was he?

“It was just … just a really bad nightmare,” Kurt said shrugging his shoulders slightly, “… they happen once in a while, but not all of the time …” he had to put his hand over his mouth as he felt it tremble slightly, “… but they’ve been picking up since Blaine and I ….” Kurt voice trailed off as he looked down at the floor. It was true, his dreams about what happened to him started to intensify after his break up with Blaine; almost like Blaine kept them doormat or kept him from thinking about what happened.

He wasn’t ready to tell Jesse the truth of his nightmares; hell he wasn’t ready to really tell anyone about it. So, he was hoping that Jesse wouldn’t press him for more information on what scared him so much. “It was nothing really,” he said shaking his head and hoping his voice didn’t quiver, “I was just scared right after waking up,” he rubbed his forehead with the back of his hand and looked at Jesse, “but can you stay with me?”

Jesse made him feel comfortable and not so alone anymore. Hugging Jesse made him feel safe and secure and that is all that he wanted. He wanted someone to protect him and keep him safe. And perhaps the person to do that was Jesse. After all, he didn’t seem really concerned for Kurt and had even allowed himself to hug him back without trying to not touch Kurt. It was a difference experience for him and made him grateful to have Jesse in his life. Even Jesse’s hands rubbing his back when he did made him feel comfortable. And now, he didn’t want to be alone or have Jesse leave him alone. “Please, stay?” he asked again and bit his lip slightly. 

Jesse hurt to see Kurt in such a fragile state … and he didn’t know why. He flexed his hands in an attempt to keep them at his side and not reach out to smooth away a stray hair or put a comforting hand on Kurt’s shoulder. Men did not touch.

As soon as Blaine’s name was mentioned, Jesse tensed slightly. His brother.  His idiot brother. He could tell that whatever the dream was about, was not something that was going to be discussed right now. Which was fine. Jesse had never been the best at talking about emotions and comforting. He held, he was there, but, when it came to words, they sometimes failed him if not in a song.

Jesse nodded at Kurt’s request. Of course he would stay! What - he would come upstairs, see the boy was alive, and then leave? His heart wasn’t made of stone.

“Of course I’ll stay,” he softly replied, “Maybe I can make you some tea or something? I know where you guys keep everything and Rachel always goes on about the calming effects of tea.” He waved his hands about as he said that, indicating his distinct lack of trust in the therapeutic nature of the beverage.

(Source: -jesse-stjames, via talktocellophane-deactivated201)

berrydefyinggravity:

 A few things went through Rachel’s mind when the door opened, Jesse on the other side. First of all, there was a baseball bat in his hand. That almost sent her turning back down the hall, but the fact that he was shirtless (the second thought) probably meant that he wasn’t expecting her. Not that she had never seen him shirtless before, but he generally didn’t answer the door like that when she was around. She smiled at the quick kiss and stepped in, careful not to make too much noise.

“I’m sorry if I woke you, I tried to text you but I might have forgotten…” She trailed off, glancing at the bat fleetingly. “That’s not part of my gift, is it…?” Rachel joked, unwrapping her scarf and holding it gently in her hands. “I’m sorry that took me so long, Quinn had quite a lot planned, and we got carried away.” She was still quite hyped from the whole night, and she was a bit guilty that Jesse had been home while she was out having fun. It was her birthday, though, and she did have to give attention to her best friend as well.

Jesse smiled as he took Rachel’s scarf and coat from her, hanging them up. Now that he was conscious, he felt silly for having gone to bed and not waited up for her, gotten dressed and received her properly. Topless in pyjama bottoms was not the way to entertain your girlfriend on her birthday.

“It’s alright,” he said, “I was out to the world, I probably wouldn’t have heard the phone go off as it is.” He took her hand and started leading her to his bedroom. “We should go to my room,” he quietly whispered, “We can talk louder there and your gift is there anyways.”

Quinn. Everything Rachel talked about lately seemed to circle back to Quinn. This made his heart tighten a bit, but he pushed the thought aside as he smiled at Rachel and softly opened the door to his room.

OOC: I am SO sorry for just disappearing like that, but I am back. My computer literally died on me and I had to wait to get another one. All kinks are not ironed out, but I do have it, so, hopefully, all regular activity will resume! I haven’t been kicked out have I? :/

shiphassailed:

Check outside. I think you’ll find you have sufficient space.

animalstalkinginallcaps:

IT’S JUST THAT … I WANT TO DANCE WITH SOMEBODY.

I WANT TO FEEL THE HEAT WITH SOMEBODY.

OH, I WANT TO DANCE WITH SOMEBODY.

… WITH SOMEBODY WHO LOVES ME, PREFERABLY.

dreamless—dreamer:

Earlier that afternoon, Kurt had decided to take a nap since he was lacking on his sleep. Ever since he came home from Maine, a lot had been on Kurt’s mind and it was stopping him from sleeping. Not to mention he had tons of finals that he was still worrying about; despite them already being finished. He wasn’t sure if he did a good enough job on them, and it was also stressing him out. So, he knew he needed his rest and that was why he took his nap. But, he wasn’t counting on waking up from one of his nightmares and when he did, he was scared. Normally, he would run to Blaine, but not that he couldn’t do that, Kurt was left alone.

That was why he made the post that he did. He was hoping that someone would see it and offer to come keep him company. Out of all the people who could’ve responded, Kurt was surprised to see that Jesse had responded. Well, he wasn’t all that too surprise since Jesse had seemed suddenly into protecting him and making sure he was alright. It appeared that Jesse cared for him more then Kurt had thought he did, and it was a pleasant surprise. To be honest, Kurt had hidden feelings for Jesse, but never tried to act on them because Jesse was dating Rachel; plus as far as Kurt knew, Jesse wasn’t gay. And even if he was, it would be strange to move from one brother to the next. It’d probably cause even more tension between them all.

Shaking his head from his thoughts, Kurt took deep breaths as he waited for Jesse and paced from one side of the room to the other. He was in his bedroom since he didn’t feel comfortable enough leaving the room. He wanted to sit with Jesse in his room and not leave to anywhere else in the apartment. Normally he would, but now he just wanted to wait in his room until Jesse started knocking on his door. He was scared and he didn’t want to be alone at this moment. He hoped that Jesse would hurry since he really needed a friend. Each time he closed his eyes, the images would reply in his mind and he would get scared all over again.

He jumped upon hearing Jesse banging on the front door and yelling at him through the door. Running out of his room, Kurt ran to the door, pulled it open, and without a second thought, he lurched forward to wrap his arms around Jesse in a hug. “Jesse!” Kurt said loudly and held onto him as his body started to shake slightly, “Thank you for coming,” he whispered into Jesse’s ear. Kurt didn’t pull away from the hug; despite having the feeling to do so. No, he clinged to Jesse like a life line.

Jesse was startled by the enthusiastic reception he had received upon Kurt opening the door. He found himself practically wearing Kurt like an necklace. Hesitantly, he wrapped his hands around Kurt. He wanted to squeeze him, run one hand through Kurt’s hair while gently massaging his back with the other. Jesse shut his eyes and tried to push these thoughts away and just hugged Kurt back, sinking into the hug, hoping to transfer support to Kurt through their mere contact. Eyes closed, he listened to Kurt’s breathing and smelled the sweet and tangy aroma that hung around the boy. He found his hands moving of their own accord, rubbing Kurt’s back in a soothing manner.

He hoped that Rachel wasn’t home. He wasn’t doing anything wrong - comforting a friend was all - but he still would feel for Rachel to come just now and witness this display. 

“Talk to me, Kurt,” Jesse quietly said, “Why are you so shaken up?”

Jesse didn’t know what he expected Kurt to tell him. They had never been very close - merely friendly to each other due to Kurt dating Blaine and being Rachel’s cousin. He didn’t know a lot about his past or what the visit back home could have awoken in him to prove such a violent nightmare.

Jesse opened his eyes and pulled back slightly, not breaking the hug, in order to look at Kurt. His lips were split partially and looked soft and initing.

Inappropriate! Jesse thought, Not the time or place or HEY! You’re in a relationship!

(Source: -jesse-stjames, via talktocellophane-deactivated201)

berrydefyinggravity:

After her fun night with Quinn, Rachel rushed back to the apartment to meet with Jesse. She wasn’t quite sure if he was going to be in her apartment or his own, but she assumed that he would have the gift at his place. She was still rather giddy from the night with her best friend and the dinner with the group. It had been a nice night, overall.

The small brunette knocked quietly on the door, hoping that she wouldn’t wake the other boys. She knew that things were a bit awkward for them earlier in the week, but apparently the situation had been diffused a bit. She waited patiently for her boyfriend to answer, briefly wondering what his surprise for her might be.

Jesse was in the kitchen, pajama pants on, his t-shirt off. Blaine and Sebastian both preferred a much higher heat in the apartment than he would have liked, so he was constantly shedding clothes. He was looking over the sheet music for a song. He had resolved to get back into the musical and theatre scene and learning new songs on the piano was a great way to warm up to it again.

He heard a soft rapping. Confused, he put the sheets down. Was he imaging things? He looked over to the clock - it was ridiculously late. Who could t be? A burglar? He picked up the baseball bat that they kept near the door and softly unlatched it and opened the door, bat raised and ready to strike. He saw his girlfriend there and breathed a sigh of relief, bringing his hands down. It had slipped his mind that she was coming over that night, after her and Quinn came back.

“Rachel!” he quietly exclaimed, not wanting to wake his roommates, “Good to see you.” He kissed her quickly on the lips and opened the door wide so she could come it.

Jesse got the text message from Kurt and it puzzled him as to why the boy would call him over for company, but then he figured that neither of the girls were home and his brother and Sebastian were obviously not on his speed dial any more. He shrugged it off and slipped his phone back into his pants. Of course he would go and help him out. He still wasn’t sure why the boy held such a pull and fascination for him, but he couldn’t get him off of his mind.

Jesse kept trying to connect the images of Kurt in his mind with Rachel - his girlfriend, love, equal - or to otherwise occupy his time with musical numbers. Sometimes it worked better than others. Now was not one of those times - all he could picture was Kurt’s giant blue eyes.

He slipped into the first pair of shoes he encountered by the door - a pair of beat up sneakers he owned that he knew Kurt would frown at - and, no bothering to change from his sweats and tight black v-neck shirt, left the apartment, locking the door behind him. He bounded up the stairs, two at a time, and knocked frantically on the door. Kurt had seemed very ditressed in his text and Jesse was worried.

“Kurt!” Jesse called, “Open up!”

dreamless—dreamer:

Jesse, hey. Its good to see that you’re talking to me. I rather not talk about it on here. I’m a little shaken up, but I’m hanging in there.

Yes, please come up. I don’t want to be alone right now.

Of course - why wouldn’t I be talking to you? Nothing has changed about you, made you any less fabulous you.

I’ll be right up. I’d say that I would make you some tea, but I fear I’m as useless as Rachel in the kitchen.

(via talktocellophane-deactivated201)

berrydefyinggravity:

Rachel chuckled, nodding at Jesse’s disbelief. It was odd for her, of all people, to forget heer own birthday. She usually used it as an excuse to get away with her over the top ways. She had been quite distracted as of late, however, it made sense that she might forget, especially around the holidays.

She tensed a bit at Jesse’s touched before settling into it, leaning against him a bit. Jesse’s outburst frighetened her, causing her to jump out of his hands for a moment. She shook her head, slapping his chest playfully before laying a hand over her heart. “You nearly gave me a heart attack, you jerk.” She joked, smiling as he kissed her nose gently. 

This was the Jesse that she had known for so long, the kind guy that cared for her and swept her away. She blushed at the innuendo, looking away and settling against him. She wasn’t sure how to reply, and she shook it off, smiling warmly at him instead. “Thank you, I can’t wait to see what it is.” She took his hand again, looking into his eyes briefly. “I’m glad that we’ll all get to spend some time together. I feel like we’ve all been drifting from one another, the whole group. I want to feel like we can all be civil with one another again.”

Jesse chuckled at Rachel’s surprise. She was always so easy to get a rise out of. He felt he knew her so well - her wants, ambitions, aspirations, likes, dislikes, everything. It was like being with the female version of himself - it was so comfortable and secure. But … where was the burning passion all his favourite plays always had? Should it fade to comfort so quickly?

He finished off his coffee and placed it on the table by the couch. “Well, you’ll find out after dinner tonight!” he smiled at her, “And I agree. I want use to all come back to the wonderful cohesion we had before … before everything got so messed up.” A wistful look came over his face as he said this and his mind raced to hidden venues.

“Anyways, Rach, I should be off. You need to get to work and I need to … keep my couch warm,” he laughed, if not somewhat bitterly, and, bending down to kiss her softly on the lips, showed himself the door. He knew the apartment too well by now to need her to lead him to the door.

(Source: -jesse-stjames)

dreamless—dreamer:

I really don’t want to be alone. I woke up from a nap with a nightmare. I would love if someone joined me for coffee. 

I’m here, Kurt. Oh no - what was the nightmare about? Are you okay?

You want me to come up?

(via talktocellophane-deactivated201)

Brothers.

We’re alike in lots of ways, I guess.

(Source: leas-uterus)

sebastianthedreamer:

No, please don’t do that. I beg you.

Okay. It sounds like although you really love Rach, your heart is elsewhere. That you might have feelings for someone else, and I don’t think it’s fair to Rachel if you continue something when your heart is lingering. That’s just me.

Only if you promise never to tell me something that will make vomit shoot out of every orifice.

I just don’t want to hurt anyone - myself or Rachel. I mean … say I did have feelings for someone else, who maybe isn’t the type of person I generally go for, this opens up a whole can of worms. It means hurting my brother, my parents, Rachel, and myself by proxy. 

(via thatgrantgustinguy-deactivated2)

sebastianthedreamer:

Payback’s a bitch like me.

I’m not going to tell you what to do, because, frankly I don’t think you want to hear it. Just know I am always here for you, man.

Oh dear. I’ll throw a chastity belt on Blaine. I’m sure Mum and Dad have one lying around somewhere in their anticipation for a daughter.

I .. won’t want to hear it? Why?! What is your advice? Words said in earnest I always want to hear. Whether I follow them or not is a different thing. And I know you will, which I appreciate.

(via thatgrantgustinguy-deactivated2)

berrydefyinggravity:

Rachel sipped at her tea, settling into the cushions of the couch a bit. She was comfortable with Jesse, but she couldn’t help but feel that something was missing. She gripped her cup of tea, smiling up at her boyfriend. That’s who he was, after all, her boyfriend. She had a charming, handsome young man that cared for her and understood her like nobody else did. Well, except for one other somebody… That shouldn’t matter, though, Rachel and Jesse fit. It didn’t matter that she also fit with someone else. At least, it shouldn’t have mattered.

At the mention of her birthday, Rachel brightened a bit, sitting up in her spot. “I honestly forgot for a while, can you believe that?” She laughed, setting her tea on the table. “I was just going to spend the weekend at home reading, actually. Quinn made dinner for me the other night, though.” She smiled, remembering the lovely gesture. “She reminded me and all but demanded that we do something to celebrate. We might take cooking classes, so that ridiculous ban on me being in the kitchen can be lifted.” She scoffed dramatically, waving her hand in the air. “Quinn suggested that we go out as well, though. I’m not quite sure what all she has in mind, but it should be fun.” She grinned, her demeanor faltering a bit as she considered the fact that Jesse might have plans for her. Not that he should, of course, up until now she had assumed that he’d completely forgotten. “Did you have anything in mind?”

Jesse ran a hand through his hair. He had briefly talked to Quinn about all six of them going out together for Rachel’s birthday. The blonde had looked at him like he had sprouted six heads at that suggestion, but had graciously gone along with it. He had made reservations at a little place that he knew Rachel liked and they were all to go out that night for it. He planned on separating his brother and best friend from Kurt, to avoid awkwardness, but he also figured that they could all put aside personal issues for Rachel’s day.

He smiled as Rachel perked up. “I cannot believe you were about to forget your birthday!” he exclaimed, “Good thing you have Quinn to talk some sense into you!” Placing his hand on her back, he gently and affectionately scratched it.

“It would be nice if I could take you out somewhere, but I understand it’s a tight fit. I mean, we are already going to take you out - all of us!” He threw his arms out, “Surprise! You didn’t think that I forgot, did you?” He kissed the top of her nose. “And I’ll give you your present tonight, when we’re alone.” He winked at her, sexualizing the text, though the gift - a star - was the furthest sexual thing.

(Source: -jesse-stjames)